General and soldier
are one and the same.
For your wearied
hearts there is no soothing.
In a fight where
there is no one to blame,
You do your best to
keep on moving.
Your fight is born
of unfounded fears.
You have lost your
heart and the comfort of tears.
You look at the sky
and wonder “why”?
Following orders you
dare not defy.
Losing your voice to
the battle drum,
How much more before
you succumb?
Blind as you are,
you jump right in.
Caught in a fight you
cannot win.
With a limp in your
stride,
You soldier on out
of pride,
Knowing full well
that freedom has died…
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